*outside, Sweet presses a button on the side of the building. suddenly, the satalite shakes and out from the side, a large capital ship emerges.*Slaif: th.....tha.....thats!Sweet: yep, thats Dark Cosmo's old flagship: The Bleak Nebula!

Sweet: I figured the team you're puttin together could use more legroom than Slaif's tiny ship. so, we'll use this, you dig? anyway, we should try to find more allies on Mobius. I have a contact who worked with the Combine down there, until he, if you can call it a he, left because of what the Combine is making on Zul, thier homeworld. first thing we should do is head for Neo Geneforce city. thats where he's hiding out for now.

*outside the acadamy, The Bleak Nebula land. the door opens and Sweet steps out.*Sweet: guys and girls, girls and guys, gather round and feast yo eyes! the great Sweet and his noble comrades Cody and Slaif have arrived! now, time to go find my informant....he said he'd be here by now......dang, those ex-Execution soldiers have lousey timing!Slaif: Execution!? we're meeting with a bloodthirsty CYBORG?!Sweet: not just any Cyborg, my dear Slaif. this cat is none other than the former Commander Zazul!Slaif: ZAZUL!!!??!!?? ARE YOU INSANE, SWEET-SEMPAI?!

Xanthos: *Is now outside. He spots a cobalt robotic porcupine standing near a cliff edge. Pennatus and two others are now with him, both feline.* Omicron, what's the problem?

Omicron: It's definetly a spaceship. It landed not long ago, near Neo Geneforce City.

Xanthos: . . . It's certainly not anyone we know of. Omicron, you, Raze and I are investigating the ship. *He gestures to himself, Omicron, and a second gold-furred male cat.* Erythros, Pennatus, I need you two to finish the mecha prototypes. *Pennatus and a female crimson cat nod and rush back into the mountainside headquarters.*

~Sweet and Slaif appear to be arguing~Slaif:.......and Cody is passed out because YOU were the one who was flying too fast!Sweet: if he can't take the heat, he should have stayed out of the kitchen, cat!Slaif: THAT DIDN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE!Sweet: Still, we need to find Zazul before the Combine realize he's gone....Slaif: HE DIDN'T FORMALLY RESIGN!? THEN HE COULD BE A SPY!Sweet: nah, Zazul may hate organics, but he hates the Combine's little project even more. he wouldn't sell us out.*just then, they notice Xanthos's team appear out of nowhere*

Sweet: well well, looks like we got some attention, Slaif. no need to worry! I am a former member of the Dark Cosmo Mercenary Company! Joshua Sweet! my pint-sized friend here is Slaif.Slaif: PINT SIZED?!Sweet: We're her to meet with a trusted source of mine so we can get info on one of the biggest threats to the galaxy, The Combine Collective. you ever hear of them? you should have, since they just glassed Tropic a few hours ago. Slaif: we're looking for a large Iron robot with one eye. have you seen him? we don't want to cause any trouble...

???: I believe they are refurring to me.*a large Iron cyborg with one red eye walks out from the shadows*Sweet: there you are, Zazul!Zazul: sorry I'm late.....the city is crawling with undercover Combine agents.....anyway, I have the info on what they're building. It involves a race of beings that you might me familiar with, Sweet, and anyone else who knew a guy called Spirit........The Celestio-Sapians, the beings who shaped this galaxy!Sweet: heavy stuff, man. what do the Combine want with them?Zazul: They already have 9,999 of the 10,000 Celestio-Sapians. the only one that remains is the Warlord Hades. but they don't need him. they're using the Celetio-sapians to build a biological monstrocity: A Celestio-Chimera!Slaif: no way.......but, that would mean they would need a whole lot of power to grow it....Zazul: which is why they are cloning the sapians and using the originals as a power source. this thing is so powerful, it makes the Klefka look like a chew toy!

Zazul: its so bit, the lab that is holding it is in the center of Zul, which is about the size of 14 earths.....its a planet destroyer, a biological god. me, I call it an abomination. which is why I'm helping you.

Xanthos: Hmm. . . This seems much. . . heavier than I anticipated. Omicron, tell the HQ to increase mecha completion and to perfectly sync our tech with the satellites. *Turns to Zazul.* When can we expect this science project to be completed?

Xanthos: . . . No. But the reason I called you! It seems like that giant space bazooka the Combine are building will be completed within the week. I need you to gather who you can and prepare for war. Daitengu may be useful as well.

*suddenly, a black shape hits the ground hard. its a wolf in knights armor*Sweet: Xavier! good to have ya, man!Xavier: Verrily! I am ready to do battle against the Combine scourge! Who doth these new comers be?